Preferring the nausea of the path to its fated and certain ending.

If you can't stomach an ending, don't begin.

But finally, once in an age, there is a blink. And in that blink, you can be. And in that blink, I can be.

Ego like bile over taste buds. Get it out or hold it in. It's the suspension will drive you nuts, churn your gut.

And you can't know it, because to know it is to be it, and to be it is to not be you.

He's got all the pains of being lost and all the benefits of being told where to go. He wants it the other way around.

It's nice to be able to do things for other people, isn't it?That's why it's fun to talk in the third person sometimes.

They tugged plans and ambitions out their as*es and held tight to the first that didn't smell so strongly of shit.

The only religious opinion I feel sure of is this: self-awareness is not just a bunch of amino acids bumping together.

The changes we dread most may contain our salvation.

Not everyone is always going to like you. What impresses one person may turn another away. To thine own self be true.

She wanted to be the rain, to cover him with moisture, to bring life to his seed.

It is mere human for man to sin. But it is divine to be saved.

And it never even occurs to them their certainty that they are different is what makes them the same.

You never know what you're going to have to face, so you'd better be prepared.

Language is like songs, like food, like dance-it is the expression of what we think.

We meet on the common ground of an uncommon age and share out our gifts of dark and light, good and bad, simple joy and not so simple sorrow.

People are running huge enterprises off of hacking and stealing data.